Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 490 - Chapter 490 490. This time the live broadcast really had a

Chapter 490: 490. This time the live broadcast really had a problem_1 Chapter 490: 490. This time the live broadcast really had a problem_1 Over there, Boss Qian had already squatted down to study the watermelons in the field.

Sigh, he was really too full from lunch, and didn’t even have room for watermelon, but Song Tan had promised to cut a big one for him in the evening…slurp!

So he looked at the small tomatoes climbing up the fence, casually picked two bright red ones, gave them a symbolic rub, and popped them into his mouth–

Wow! How could they be so delicious?!

Small tomatoes, small tomatoes are so expensive now! He wanted to reserve them all!!!

But on second thought–okay, he was temporarily out of money.

He could only get closer to Zhang Yanping to inquire, “Why do you keep all the good stuff hidden? These small tomatoes are also incredibly tasty, how much do you sell them for?”

Zhang Yanping didn’t even lift his head: “Not for sale.”

“We didn’t grow many, just planted some along the fence for ourselves. We supply a bit to the market, how can there be any left over?”

Boss Qian: …Damn it!

With such excellent growing techniques, why lease a mountain and be so miserly with it? With all these barren mountains and wild ridges in front of him, couldn’t he lease them all?

Ah, speaking of which, if he invested money and cooperated with the other party for cultivation, he wondered if it would be reliable…

He picked another two small tomatoes, munching on them as he mulled over the idea.

However, the ripe tomatoes were picked every day by Wu Lei, who gave them to the greengrocer Old Zhao, and there were really not many left in this area.

After enjoying a few, Boss Qian reluctantly moved to a different place.

Just at that moment, his phone suddenly rang. The caller was another fruit wholesaler who always competed with him in an ambiguous manner but was also a collaborator.

Subconsciously, Boss Qian became alert.

…

At this time, Zhang Yanping was staring intently at Qiaoqiao’s live room, his brows furrowed tightly.

He guessed right; setting a threshold of 80 per kilogram had really stirred things up in the live room.

The earlier suspicion of scamming or the belief that the host was being held back by family were all within reason. But some people were now cursing and swearing, hurling direct insults?

But then, looking at Qiaoqiao walking around the garden, he truly didn’t look at the barrage of comments and seemed completely unaffected, even more joyful than usual.

Seeing how happy he was introducing the peaches to everyone, even the barrage gradually quieted down.

[So, what does the host know? He shouldn’t be insulted.]

[The host is just happily introducing his peaches… Never mind, I won’t express any opinion if I don’t buy.]

[Let it be, this is probably the last time I watch the host.]

[Sigh. It’s so hard to find a truly clean and honest stream, isn’t it?]

Visibly, the number of viewers in the live room plummeted.

Zhang Yanping couldn’t help but regret: If only he had known this would happen, he wouldn’t have let Qiaoqiao do the live stream. Better to cancel it altogether.

Now that the price was set, reducing it would only seem more like they were scamming. So be it.

Those who tasted their peaches would eventually vindicate them.

Just look, Peach Treasure Shop had already sold more than 20 boxes by now–a shameful milestone, as it was their first time having such meager sales.

Just then, Zhang Yanping’s brow furrowed–suddenly, the live room shook a bit, and another large comment flashing red light slid across–

[Xiaojiang’s Support Farming Live is here!]

This was a request to co-host in the live room; if there was an invitation from the other party’s live room, the phone would start vibrating.

Even though Qiaoqiao didn’t pay attention to the barrage, the vibration caught his curiosity, and he turned the camera around:

“Eh, what’s this?”

[Xiaojiang’s Support Farming Live invites you–Accept/Decline]

He might not understand, but it sure was interesting!

And is it someone from another live streaming room coming here as a guest? Wow, is Qiaoqiao going to have a guest too?

Qiaoqiao cheerfully clicked–Accept!

The next moment, the live stream split in two.

On the top half of the screen, another young man appeared, also sitting at the entrance of an orchard.

Compared to Qiaoqiao, the other party was dressed much more plainly.

A worn-out straw hat, wearing a denim jacket, with his T-shirt underneath already showing some sweat marks.

He, too, was sitting under a peach tree, with baskets of peaches piled up behind him, and men and women also wearing sleeve covers and straw hats were sitting there, skillfully sorting the peaches by size.

Honestly, this scene was much more shocking.

Just the quantity of peaches was much more astonishing than the few baskets shown in Qiaoqiao’s live stream.

Zhang Yanping’s eyebrows were tightly knotted as he frantically switched out of the browser, searching for news about this “Xiaojiang Assistance Program.”

“Xiaojiang Assistance Program–Jiang Yu, professional farming assistance host, with a fan base of nearly four million across various platforms”

And Qiaoqiao… due to being less professional, he only focused on this one live streaming platform, and currently had just surpassed 30,000 fans, with the number still dropping…

Looking back at Qiaoqiao’s live stream comments–

“Wow, it’s Xiaojiang! His farm products are really good!”

“Ahhh, I’ve bought some too! The oranges are super tasty”

“Honestly, in terms of taste, Qiaoqiao’s is definitely better, but Xiaojiang’s are cheaper and the cost-performance is also not bad”

“Right, Host Qiaoqiao is really expensive! But also really delicious”

“Why has Xiaojiang come over? Could it be that he’s here to expose Qiaoqiao for faking?”

“Don’t! Qiaoqiao is so naive, and buying the peaches isn’t mandatory, if you don’t like it, just don’t buy, right?”

“Following Xiaojiang over here, I heard that there’s somewhere selling outrageously priced farm products?”

“I’m dying, I clicked on the shopping cart below, I won’t talk about the tea selling for 10,000 yuan per 500 grams, but the peaches dare to sell for 80 yuan per 500 grams?”

“These days, ripping people off is truly crazy, aren’t these peaches the same variety as what Xiaojiang sells? Xiaojiang sells them for 8.9 yuan per 500 grams, but here it’s 80”

“I just love to see Xiaojiang exposing scams”

“I’ve heard that someone here is exploiting a disabled person to garner sympathy while selling overpriced fruit? Have they no shame?”

“Is this the host in question? Sure enough, she looks very pretty, with such white skin, not at all like a rural person”

“Exactly! The rural people are exposed to the wind and sun, how could they have such smooth white skin? Could it be that she was specially brought in from somewhere?”

“Is this host really mentally challenged? Dog head [a slang phrase indicating doubt or suspicion]

“To the person ahead, isn’t that a bit too rude to ask? Host Qiaoqiao is really nice”

And there was Qiaoqiao, eyes wide, watching the comments fly by at lightning speed, becoming anxious:

“Can you guys slow down a bit, Qiaoqiao didn’t catch anything!”

Zhang Yanping, who had been on tenterhooks: …

Right, not seeing is good. Because the number of people watching was now over 1.7 million, and the speed at which they were posting comments couldn’t keep up with how fast the comments disappeared…

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, Qiaoqiao, who normally took time to understand the text, couldn’t make out anything from the rapidly flashing comments, heeding his family’s advice not to read the comments and obediently shifting his gaze to the face of host Xiaojiang above him.

Then he smiled brightly, his eyes crinkling:

“Brother, did you come to visit Qiaoqiao?”

For a moment, the comment section filled with a terrible silence.

And Xiaojiang, on the other end with a frown on his face–

Damn it, how can this scammer smile so sweetly?!